Pull Me Out Of This Hole, It's Dark In Here

"Shit I need to take out the trash." I groaned when I saw three plastic bags in my kitchen.

I fucking hate going outside. I don't want to look like an ugly fucker, but I don't feel like trying to look decent just to get to the other side of the yard.

"I'll try to take them out later... not right now." I made a deal with myself, walking out of the kitchen and to the bathroom.

I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled my pants down, slowly making my way to the shower, but there was that fucking mirror I so much hated.
I looked at myself from the mirror and I saw the dark circles under my eyes and my pale skin made it look even worse.

Why couldn't I look like that boy? Perfect.

Because I would still find something to hate myself for, but he seemed so happy by himself...

"Who are you even?" I asked from the bathroom while opening the shower.

After washing myself for the third time today (hey don't judge I like to be clean), I walked back to the kitchen with my towel on and I saw the trash again. I need to take them out.
"Fuck." I growled walking to bedroom to find some clothes to put on.
I found some random black sweat pants and some worn old t shirt. I pulled them on and went to put my shoes on.

I got to the trash and almost back without any problems, except when I had only one flight of stairs left, the hot boy appeared out of nowhere.
"Oh, uh... hello I'm Frank... Iero your new neighbor." oh my god he is so cute, and short. I almost went 'awe' but I stopped myself just in time.

Now don't fuck this up Gerard.

"Yeah... I'm Gerard Way." oh god I wonder if he remembers seeing me, when he got here. I'm so stupid of course he does, stupid asshole.
"I-I live up the stairs..." I tried to converse with Frank, because I didn't want him to go just yet.
"Yeah... I kind of know..." Frank looked embarrassed when he pulled his gaze to the floor.
Oh fuck.
"Oh shit... you remember. Sorry man, I didn't mean to stare at you!" I said (blurted) that out way too fast, and I could feel my cheeks getting hotter.

"No, don't worry about it." Frank faked a smile trying to make me feel better, and it kind of did make me feel better, hey, he at least tried.
"Okay, well I'll see you around." I forced a smile to my face and ran to my apartment.
Oh shit, I feel like a freak.
Frank thinks I'm a freak.

Notes

my friend is sitting on my floor whining so I'm just going to drop this here and go... I'll check it out later.,